What Do Teachers Make?

What do teachers make?
The dinner guests were sitting around the table discussing life.

One man, a CEO, decided to explain the problem with education.
He argued, 'What's a kid going to learn from someone who decided his/her best option in life was to become a teacher?'

He reminded the other dinner guests what they say about teachers: 'Those who can, do. Those
who can't, teach.'

To stress his point he said to another guest; 'You're a teacher, Vidha. Be honest. What do you make?'
Vicky, who had a reputation for honesty and frankness replied, 'You want to know what I make? (She paused for a second, then, began...).
'Well, I make kids work harder than they ever thought they could.

I make an A grade feel like Bharat Ratna.

I make kids sit through 90 minutes of class time when their parents can't make them sit for 5 without an I Pod, Game Cube or movie rental.

You want to know what I make?' (She paused again and looked at every person at the table).

I make kids wonder.

I make them question.

I make them apologize and mean it.

I make them have respect and take responsibility for their actions.
I teach them to write and then I make them write.

Keyboarding isn't everything.
I make them read, read, read.

I make them show all their work in math. They use their God given brain, not the man-made calculator.
I make my classroom a place where all my students feel safe.

I make my students stand, placing their hand over their heart to say the Pledge of Allegiance to the Flag, One Nation Under God, because we live in the Democratic Republic of India.

Finally, I make them understand that if they use the gifts they were given, work hard, and follow their hearts, they can succeed in life. (Vicky, paused one last time and then continued.)

'Then,when people try to judge me by what I make, with me knowing money isn't everything,
I can hold my head up high and pay no attention because they are ignorant....
You want to know what I make.
I MAKE A DIFFERENCE. What do you make Mr. CEO?' His jaw dropped, he went
silent.

The resounding stacatto of silence was then punctured by a huge applause from the audience who rose in unison.